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A Jar Full of Lighters

Out of cigarettes to smoke out of tissues to wipe away the tears a final swig of whisky to get him through the night then he was gone She came to gather his things and wondered about all the lighters … Continue reading

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The End

My “professional” bio says I am currently working on the sequel to The Red Kimono, and that’s true–partly. But in the last year, I’ve been drawn to finish a book I started almost three years ago, called Mo’s Shadow. The … Continue reading

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Wearing What I Want

Tonight, after Steve and I had each gobbled down our respective Fuddrucker’s cheeseburgers, his a medium-rare cheddar cheeseburger topped with onion rings, mine medium-well and smothered in pico de gallo, we sat and talked about a variety of things, as … Continue reading

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A Letter from Mo

This afternoon, I’ve been working on putting together a workbook based on my workshop, Creative Characterization. One of the exercises involves writing a letter from a character to the author. I’ve done this several times in the past, because it’s a … Continue reading

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What’s in Back of the Sky?

This morning, Steve and I were talking about a variety of things when suddenly these words burst from my mouth: If a writer can’t write what’s truly in her heart, if she can’t share what’s really there, then what’s the … Continue reading

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